Human After All

Archive Log: 08

David wasn't certain when exactly it happened, but he did suddenly realise that his companion had drifted off to sleep somewhere along the way of watching the large screen in front of them. He only became aware to Alma sleeping because in her state she had drifted off sitting up, only to slowly fall to the side and lean against his shoulder. 

David frowned at first before looking down. Alma wasn't exactly the type of person to overstep personal space; she valued her own well enough to not encroach on others. So of course he was a little lost at first before suddenly realising that she had gone to sleep. She wasn't aware to what she was doing, but she seemed rather content and comfortable where she was. 

David looked quickly back to the screen with a puzzled look on his face, he tried to watch the moving images before him but couldn't because of the gentle weight against him. So he'd quickly glance down at her, only to see her unchanged, and look back to the screen to notice with confused blue eyes that he had missed something important and didn't understand the movie storyline anymore. 

What was the point of watching something that he couldn't understand when there was someone beside him that'd be surely more comfortable in her room? With that in mind, David slowly turned, he gently pushed Alma back, only to suffer unhappy sounds to come from her; yet he continued on, he wrapped his arm around her shoulders and the other slipped under her legs. He picked her up and just quietly sat with her curled up in his arms for a few moments before curiously tilting his head and standing. 

It was strange to see someone so content while asleep, naturally, not through hypersleep. Honestly David was surprised she had survived this long, he did think she'd be asleep sooner. To be honest he thought she'd drift off to sleep no sooner had she sat down on the sofa and got comfortable. He smiled slowly, it seemed there was more resilience to her than he thought. That or she was forcing herself to stay awake, his smile slipped at that. He didn't want her making herself unwell for the sake of keeping him company. 

David had survived a year, boring and uneventful as it was, without company. Real life company that is, he could survive eight hours or however long it was humans typically slept for, without company. It was only for a few hours anyway, right? She was going to be here for another three days or so before he put her back into the hypersleep chamber. He wasn't looking forward to that time. He could openly admit that he was dreading it. Not the initial act of it, that was easy, but the implications of it all. Losing the one person he honestly found so easy to talk to and socialise with. He would be alone again. To wander the halls and corridors and the numerous different rooms without much care in the world or without much purpose. 

This split second of companionship actually made David realise that he was lonely. And he had missed having someone to talk to. And that he really missed Alma and the ease which came from her company. He knew full well if anyone found out - which they wouldn't - about him breaking protocols for the sake of dulling boredom isolation there would be trouble, David actually had no clue what the punishment would be. 

What could they do to him? He wasn't under any illusion that really without him there wouldn't be much help, unquestioning help at that. So there went any banishing out of the airlock. Reducing time spent around any forms of technology? Didn't work when he was walking conscious technology. He smiled at that. Even if anyone found out there was literally nothing but words that could be thrown his way. Did words bother David? Most likely not. If the lecture came from someone he actually respected, then sure, quite possibly he'd care. 

Could he see Alma giving the lecture? No. She seemed more than happy to be awake and conscious. Weyland then? Perhaps. Meredith? Definitely not. Anyone else on board? As if. David's thoughts petered off as the doors to Alma's room slid open with a slight hiss. The lights flicked on from having someone suddenly present. He walked over and laid her down. He stepped back and looked down at her, she seemed displeased by the sudden movement. It was strange. He thought she'd be comfier here in her room. She did turn onto her side and reach up to hold onto the pillow, she sighed softly but otherwise didn't look totally settled.